used to co-run I Could Care Less in Manchester back in 'the day', which was pretty badass at times. However, nights out on a Thursday = a level of pain on a Friday that I'm unwilling to accept these days because I'm old and boring. So I guess I'll be leaving it to the students.

That was a pretty funny night. Though about 2/3rds of the people there were terrifyingly indie wallflowers who refused to dance, or even talk to their friends, seemingly because they were so awestruck at hearing Shellac in a nightclub.

ICCL started well, playing some badass records that you wouldn't ordinarily hear at your average indie disco, but then then it gradually became more and more like any other one. Which was a shame. Hopefully this night won't follow suit

...world is turning... I hope it don't turn away
The world is turning... I hope it don't turn away
All my pictures are falling
From the wall where I placed them yesterday
The world is turning... I hope it don't turn away.